On The Angels Wings Of Desire Book Novels & Stories

He pressed his lips to mine before speaking, “it’s the angel blood.” Excuse me, what? “What does that mean?” I asked him. He grabbed my hand, led me to his study and sat me down on a chair. He reached on a bookshelf and pulled down an old leather bound book. He opened it up to a bookmarked page and showed it to me. This page was all about angels! What stood out to me though was that angels were attracted to strong, dominant men who would produce the best offspring. The stronger the offspring would be, the harder it would be to resist. I looked at him incredulously.

He called her name, over and over, his tiny voice raw with desperation. But the flames didn’t care.The fire danced along the walls, greedy and fast, licking up the wooden beams like they were nothing but paper. Another crash sounded from somewhere above. The ceiling groaned under the weight of its own destruction. The fire trucks arrived but it was too late. He was swooped in the arms by a large man. Tears welled up in his eyes. He wanted to scream for them to save her but his throat was tight shut. He fought, but he was too weak, too disoriented. By the time the smoke had cleared, all that was left was the blackened remains of a home he once felt safe in. And her, he hoped that she had been

Glancing back at the door, I felt the urge to back away, but I stayed back. Gulping hard, I reached for the book; it almost dropped off my hand due to its heaviness. I sat on one of the chairs and opened it. The first page had me reeling in shock. It was a history book of the generations that existed centuries before. From the first page, I was glued to the introduction of all the varying beings and their respective strengths. My eyes rounded like saucers when I saw the page about angels. I thought they were a myth, but I am reading about their existence on Earth. Each creature has a birthmark, and I was shocked to see the same mark as the one on my lower belly behind me. Wings.

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

I let the thought roll off me, and try to focus. Having the angel wings back on makes me feel like an innocent trapped in the devil's lair. His sole mission is to corrupt me and bring me over to the dark side with him. Maybe it’s his kink. I hate that my body warms to the idea of all the dirty things he wants to do to corrupt me.

I felt so weak that I wished I died in the car crash instead of my parents. "Listen to me, Angel" Ace said seriously and roughly rose my face so that I would look at him. "Right now, you need me" he stated. "I'm not leaving. I will not leave" he said sternly. "Understand?" he asked. With that, he crushed his lips against mine. Instinctively, my hands found their way in his hair, I tugged on them and pushed my lips harder against his. I felt all the tension leaving my body slowly. He picked me up, making me wrapped my legs around his hips. He walked to the living room, without breaking the kiss and sat on the couch with me straddling him. He pinched me slightly and I gasped in need when he sl

That was when I realized that I had taken his shirt off in anger. I felt naked. Heat rushed up my skin as his hands circled my waist and pulled me flush against his rock hard chest. I couldn't even look him in the eyes. "Look at me, Lena," He whispered. His voice was husky and filled with so much desire. "I- I can't. Just let me go, Damon. You've not been particularly straightforward with me." He caught my chin with the tip of his finger and pushed my face to look up at him. "What's more straightforward than telling you that I want you? That I can't even bring myself to leave you the fuck alone? You think I am this way with the other girls?"

I whispered. My arms were on either sides of her head as I gazed heavily into her mesmerizing brown orbs as they peer directly into mine. Andrea pokes her tongue out of her mouth and swiftly swipes it along her lower lip making my hard on even more harder. I move the hair that managed to find itself on her face to the side capturing her beauty in my head. "I-I can't control my sinful desires anymore. I want us to be one tonight, Andrea. I want to feel you around every inch of me. I want to hear your sweet moans. I want everyone in this god-damned house to hear your screams of pleasure. Please let me make you mine," I whispered brushing my lips against hers.

His eyes glow a strange gray as he pulls back and lets me admire his gray wings; majestic and unearthly. Caleb howls and I see him jumping and avoiding the animals; wild cats, deers, and rabbits run from different points cross paths with my loved one and my friends. The Angel lands down between them and spreads his arms wide; his wings with them as well. The animals start to slow down and in a matter of seconds, they seem to wake up from a nightmare; looking around, lost. Then they start to spread to random places and dissipate quickly. What was that? What drove them to that state?

I was going to delete my notes about how I planned my life to be a month after I started at Fire and Desire but something held me back while looking at the notes in a very fancy font and highlights •Become a successful and published author •Travel the world with the man I love •Earn enough money to pay Mama’s debts and get back our house. •Renovate the house ❤️ •QUIT FIRE AND DESIRE; all in a bold font and underlined I shut my laptop off as my eyes eyes well up with tears as I remembered how I became Angel *Flashback; Seven years ago* “Please Mr. Johnson, just let me stay for a week! I can pay the bank soon enough!” I cried as I held a backpack and a luggage “I’m sorry Safina but your mother